"Pshaw!" said Siegfried, impatiently; "then make Yurand get sick and send for the maiden."
At this Hugo smiled in triumph, and answered,—
"I have a goldsmith at home, who was driven out of Malborg for crime, and who settled in Schytno. This man can imitate any seal; I have men too, who, though our subjects, are descended from Mazovians. Dost not understand me yet?"
"I understand!" exclaimed Gottfried excitedly.
Brother Rotgier raised his hands aloft, and said,—
"God give thee happiness, pious brother, for neither Markward of Salzbach, nor Schaumberg would have found a better method."
Then he blinked as if trying to see something in the distance. "I see," said he, "Yurand standing with a rope around his neck at the Dantzig Gate in Malborg, and our men at arms kicking him."
"And his daughter will be a servant of the Order," added Hugo.
Hearing this, Siegfried turned severe eyes at Danveld, who drew the back of his hand across his lips again, and said,—
"But now to Schytno as quickly as possible."
